<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200</id><updated>2011-07-07T16:56:31.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day Tripper</title><subtitle type='html'>Crazy is a relative term in my family!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-2934110770685282961</id><published>2009-06-14T20:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T20:53:56.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Need some R &amp; R from my R &amp; R!</title><content type='html'>You know, you never really go on "vacation" cause when you get back home, you need a vacation from your vaction! Everyday I was up by 6:30 and we were at the gates of a Disney park before they opened. And then walk, walk, walk, walk and walk some more. So I guess you never really go on vacation, you just get into a different routne. Oh well, it was fun anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-2934110770685282961?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/2934110770685282961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=2934110770685282961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/2934110770685282961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/2934110770685282961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2009/06/need-some-r-r-from-my-r-r.html' title='Need some R &amp; R from my R &amp; R!'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-6225197158913610722</id><published>2009-06-05T09:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T09:31:17.197-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A little R and R</title><content type='html'>Well, the whole fam is off to Orlando tomorrow. We are doing the entire Disney thing and then one day (sad face)at the beach in Daytona. The kidos have never been to Disney before so this should be an eventful week. Doing some last minute packing today. Then I'm going to the salon (my bathroom) to get a pedicure and manicure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets all keep our fingers crossed that the weather will be nice to us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-6225197158913610722?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/6225197158913610722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=6225197158913610722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/6225197158913610722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/6225197158913610722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2009/06/little-r-and-r.html' title='A little R and R'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-525160065715017818</id><published>2009-05-25T08:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T08:05:14.128-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary Sam!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Sam and I celebrated our 12th wedding anniversary. Even though he was on call for the day, we had family over and we had BarBQ and then spent the afternoon and evening watching the Star Wars sogga. It was a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-525160065715017818?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/525160065715017818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=525160065715017818' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/525160065715017818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/525160065715017818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-anniversary-sam.html' title='Happy Anniversary Sam!'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-7586565045137956676</id><published>2009-05-21T10:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T10:50:09.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ozarks Idol..</title><content type='html'>Dave, I tried man, I really did! For those who don't get it..a local radio station was running for a "news hottie" and people voted on their favs. Dave Snider is my favorite weather guy, and the best in the Ozarks, Brandon, you"re my second favorite cause you don't follow me on Twitter (Dave does)! My ass has been glued to my seat for the past hour and a half voting for Dave, who was up against some no namer blond!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think that the contest is over and all I can say is I did what I could Dave! Absolutely disgusting that some nit whit won over a truly talented weather man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-7586565045137956676?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/7586565045137956676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=7586565045137956676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/7586565045137956676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/7586565045137956676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2009/05/ozarks-idol.html' title='Ozarks Idol..'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-225381445678655188</id><published>2009-05-19T08:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T09:02:09.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of sanity</title><content type='html'>Kid's last full day of school is today. The year went by entirely to fast if you ask me! So today I will be enjoying my last day of santiy. I'm going to enjoy the sun and totally blare my music as loud as I can and dance the afternoon away, but first....I need coffee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-225381445678655188?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/225381445678655188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=225381445678655188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/225381445678655188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/225381445678655188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-day-of-sanity.html' title='Last day of sanity'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-1062505991110320121</id><published>2009-05-13T14:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T15:04:52.832-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adult Fun</title><content type='html'>Okay here's the scoop. We put a trampoline up in the back yard for the kiddies. Man do they love it! But what's even better then seeing the kids happy, is when they are at school I go out and have me the time of my life. The neighbors are probably not amused, but man I forgot how much fun those things can be! Alot of people say to be sure to watch the kids and make sure they don't get hurt but if I know karma, it will come back and bite me on the ass and I'll be the one going to the hospital over a broken arm. And even if that happens, I'll still get back on it cause it's just too much FUN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-1062505991110320121?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/1062505991110320121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=1062505991110320121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/1062505991110320121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/1062505991110320121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2009/05/adult-fun.html' title='Adult Fun'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-3670678936436186694</id><published>2009-05-09T07:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T08:00:28.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Better than TV</title><content type='html'>I'm sitting here in my kitchen, drinking a much needed cup of coffee cause it's way to early to be up without a jolt, looking out my window and watching a hummingbird guarding "his" feeder from an oriole who wants a drink too. Now the oriole is 4 times bigger than the hummingbird, but tell that to the hummingbird! He probably thinks that he is the size of an eagle and has the attitude to go along with it! These little birds just crack me up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-3670678936436186694?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/3670678936436186694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=3670678936436186694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/3670678936436186694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/3670678936436186694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2009/05/better-than-tv.html' title='Better than TV'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-375500102107392444</id><published>2009-04-28T07:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T07:54:49.464-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My thought of the day</title><content type='html'>Nothing is impossible to a willing heart- &lt;em&gt;John Higwood&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-375500102107392444?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/375500102107392444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=375500102107392444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/375500102107392444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/375500102107392444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-thought-of-day.html' title='My thought of the day'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-3588852745458136476</id><published>2009-04-26T08:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T10:12:12.181-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who knew???</title><content type='html'>While at WalMart last week I bought popsicle makers for like 2 bucks. So yesterday I filled them up with coke and froze them and the kids are loving it! My son eats pop-ice like there's no tomorrow, so I thought why not try to make homemade popsicles. Anyone out there have any recipes on popsicle's they would like to share? All I can think of are lemonade, juice and coke popsicle's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also eyeing a counter top ice cream maker. I've never worked with one of those but it looks fairly simple. I have a chocolate hazelnut gelato recipe that I'm itchin' to try!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-3588852745458136476?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/3588852745458136476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=3588852745458136476' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/3588852745458136476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/3588852745458136476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2009/04/who-knew.html' title='Who knew???'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-3846704998921807957</id><published>2009-04-21T18:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T19:08:01.381-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy as a little bee</title><content type='html'>For the past couple of years I have expressed on how badly I wanted a new patio set. The patio set that we  own are going on 10 years old. The table is a glass top table with cream colored trim. The chairs...man these poor ugly chairs. They were at one time a very dark green and they matched a table that we had a long time ago, but sadly the table didn't make it, hence that is why we have a different table. And no matter how hard I clean up these mixed matched items year after year, they are still freakin' ugly. So a couple of weeks ago, Sam and I went out and sort of looked at a new patio set and holy shit at the prices! That's when I decided that I was going to paint what we have now, I mean they can't get any uglier that's for damn sure. One week later....Sam and I put the table back together and WOW! Not only does the chairs now match the table...but they look awesome! YES...I am patting myself on the back and it only cost $25. Now Sam is having to hide the left over paint cause now I'm painting everything that even remotely looks faded. My next project.....the garage doors! Stay tuned.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/Se5fzEP_apI/AAAAAAAAAJE/LDURa0fjAYE/s1600-h/IMG00261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/Se5fzEP_apI/AAAAAAAAAJE/LDURa0fjAYE/s400/IMG00261.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327300740144654994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-3846704998921807957?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/3846704998921807957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=3846704998921807957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/3846704998921807957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/3846704998921807957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2009/04/busy-as-little-bee.html' title='Busy as a little bee'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/Se5fzEP_apI/AAAAAAAAAJE/LDURa0fjAYE/s72-c/IMG00261.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-4341671228572332819</id><published>2009-04-17T18:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T20:42:42.671-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at little brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SekXNdl1k_I/AAAAAAAAAIs/qIZQRpgvb98/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAyNTkuanBn%3F%3D-797093"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SekXNdl1k_I/AAAAAAAAAIs/qIZQRpgvb98/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAyNTkuanBn%3F%3D-797093"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325813554391389170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;He got mad cause sissy was riding all by herself and now I can&amp;#39;t get him to come inside! I guess today was the day to break from training wheels. Soon after these pictures, our next door neighbor's son got on his bike and he too is now going all over the hood!&lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry Smartphone provided by Alltel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-4341671228572332819?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/4341671228572332819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=4341671228572332819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/4341671228572332819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/4341671228572332819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2009/04/look-at-little-brother.html' title='Look at little brother'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SekXNdl1k_I/AAAAAAAAAIs/qIZQRpgvb98/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAyNTkuanBn%3F%3D-797093' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-425252601215677477</id><published>2009-04-17T18:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T20:37:04.701-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She's actually riding!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SekujlCclyI/AAAAAAAAAI8/cQjB-RXyT_M/s1600-h/IMG00258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SekujlCclyI/AAAAAAAAAI8/cQjB-RXyT_M/s400/IMG00258.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325839223114995490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hearing &amp;quot;I can&amp;#39;t do it!&amp;quot; over and over again and many tears later....guess who&amp;#39;s riding her bike now with no training wheels!&lt;p&gt;You go girl. Mom and Dad are proud of you!&lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry Smartphone provided by Alltel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-425252601215677477?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/425252601215677477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=425252601215677477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/425252601215677477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/425252601215677477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2009/04/shes-actually-riding.html' title='She&apos;s actually riding!'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SekujlCclyI/AAAAAAAAAI8/cQjB-RXyT_M/s72-c/IMG00258.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-3303431730711595680</id><published>2009-04-16T18:23:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T18:35:36.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummo!</title><content type='html'>For dinner tonight I made Sam roasted shrimp with olive oil, salt and pepper. Risotto with white wine, garlic and parmesan cheese and freshly baked bread. He was a very happy camper. I watch the food network during the day and I saw where Ina Garten from Barefood Contessa had roasted shrimp in the oven. So I tried it and holy moley it is absolutely awesome. Who knew that roasting shrimp could be so easy and so delicious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-3303431730711595680?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/3303431730711595680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=3303431730711595680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/3303431730711595680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/3303431730711595680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2009/04/yummo.html' title='Yummo!'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-2518600062155194168</id><published>2009-04-13T12:27:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T12:32:41.478-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaawww...they match</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SeN2fdm9G8I/AAAAAAAAAIM/vvmJCppnXPo/s1600-h/matching+set.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SeN2fdm9G8I/AAAAAAAAAIM/vvmJCppnXPo/s400/matching+set.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324229467378097090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam took this picture on I-44. Now really, does the Yugo really need to match? Or sadly, did they match the RV to go with the Yugo?? Hmmmmm.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-2518600062155194168?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/2518600062155194168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=2518600062155194168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/2518600062155194168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/2518600062155194168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2009/04/aaawwwthey-match.html' title='Aaawww...they match'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SeN2fdm9G8I/AAAAAAAAAIM/vvmJCppnXPo/s72-c/matching+set.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-4689987597389863325</id><published>2009-04-08T11:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T12:02:51.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The hand reaches for the light</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SdzYb9Dsn4I/AAAAAAAAAIE/PEvnOYe5OTI/s1600-h/090404-chandra-nebula-02%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 391px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SdzYb9Dsn4I/AAAAAAAAAIE/PEvnOYe5OTI/s400/090404-chandra-nebula-02%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322366834403221378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam sent me this image. Its a new image from NASA's Chandra X-ray Observatory. Isn't this amazing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-4689987597389863325?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/4689987597389863325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=4689987597389863325' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/4689987597389863325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/4689987597389863325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2009/04/hand-reaches-for-light.html' title='The hand reaches for the light'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SdzYb9Dsn4I/AAAAAAAAAIE/PEvnOYe5OTI/s72-c/090404-chandra-nebula-02%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-4043829312630018032</id><published>2009-04-07T20:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T20:25:56.617-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I think my husband has a drinking problem..</title><content type='html'>Sam is out of town working all week at another pharmacy that's about and hour and a half away. And in this town, Joplin MO, they sell Pibb in twelve packs. Where we live, Springfield/Ozark, the coke company does not sell Pibb. So while Sam is in Joplin he stated that he wanted to get some Pibb's to have on hand here at the house. I thought, sure no problem to get 4 or 5 twelve packs. But this is his idea of "stocking up"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/Sdv8HAkDXPI/AAAAAAAAAH0/bXGrkgApPaI/s1600-h/IMG00091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/Sdv8HAkDXPI/AAAAAAAAAH0/bXGrkgApPaI/s400/IMG00091.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322124582008872178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's a true die hard Pibb man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-4043829312630018032?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/4043829312630018032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=4043829312630018032' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/4043829312630018032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/4043829312630018032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-think-my-husband-has-drinking-problem.html' title='I think my husband has a drinking problem..'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/Sdv8HAkDXPI/AAAAAAAAAH0/bXGrkgApPaI/s72-c/IMG00091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-3403833059517301310</id><published>2009-04-05T22:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T22:39:46.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If Santa Claus only knew</title><content type='html'>My daughter who is the oldest of my two kids, is 9 years old. And as of this past Christmas, still believes in Santa Claus (wow..I know huh??). She told me that for Easter, she wants a cell phone. My first thought was "oh hell no, she didn't just go there", so I asked my bright child as to why she thought she needed as cell phone. And to my surprise she blurted that a couple of girls in her class have one. Please tell me that I'm not the only parent out there that thinks giving a 9 year old a cell phone is BEYOND retarded. Why are some parents so hell bound on making their children grow up so fast? Why can't kids be kids? My god she just now got the confidence to take the training wheels off of her bike. When I was 9 years old, all I wanted was a 10 speed bike and roller skates with the big pom poms that tied on the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say that my husband and I agreed that we think the Easter bunny is going to bring our children IPod shuffles with preloaded music on them from our kids Kids Bop collection. If Santa only knew.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-3403833059517301310?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/3403833059517301310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=3403833059517301310' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/3403833059517301310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/3403833059517301310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-santa-claus-only-knew.html' title='If Santa Claus only knew'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-3130247693242674962</id><published>2009-04-04T10:35:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T11:13:27.418-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Could it be so????</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm back. It's been along time and I've decided that it was time I get back to my blogging. I quit back in October because I had some personal issues that needed my attention, and that issue was my marriage. For a couple of years, I was unhappy with my marriage but I failed to communicate that with my husband Sam. And instead of stepping up and confront and communicate with Sam, I made friendships with other men to surrogate me with feelings that I was lacking in my marriage. And as always what happens in this situation, I got caught. Since then, we've been to counseling and working on getting our marriage back on track. I've learned alot in counseling about myself and realize that the choices that I've made in the past were absolutely wrong. Sam and I are still working on making this marriage work. We have two adorable children that are worth the work. We still have days that we just want to pull our hair out, but marriage is WORK! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for following me in the past. I'm looking forward to a brighter and open future with you all and my husband! Here's a picture of my adorable family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SdeDpTGuazI/AAAAAAAAAHM/p1MxKnT_izg/s1600-h/100_0123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SdeDpTGuazI/AAAAAAAAAHM/p1MxKnT_izg/s400/100_0123.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320866230287887154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-3130247693242674962?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/3130247693242674962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=3130247693242674962' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/3130247693242674962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/3130247693242674962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2009/04/could-it-be-so.html' title='Could it be so????'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SdeDpTGuazI/AAAAAAAAAHM/p1MxKnT_izg/s72-c/100_0123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-4270334219009389346</id><published>2008-10-31T14:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T14:08:47.192-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking some time off...</title><content type='html'>I know that I haven't posted anything in a VERY long time. But due to some personal problems and 6 weeks of school left, I'm quitting the blog business for a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep this blog and everything with it, I just won't be posting anything further for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care to all that have come in and shared their thoughts and feelings, and those who just came in for a peek. When I return, I am hoping that I'll be licensed and firmly planted where I need to be in the direction that I need to be going in. And maybe a tad more funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-4270334219009389346?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/4270334219009389346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=4270334219009389346' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/4270334219009389346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/4270334219009389346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2008/10/taking-some-time-off.html' title='Taking some time off...'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-5257446074794277178</id><published>2008-10-14T22:46:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T22:54:57.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goof off pics</title><content type='html'>Tooks these in class last night. You might be able to tell that we were not in study mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SPVohdhH27I/AAAAAAAAAGU/g1NJkWhbBmQ/s1600-h/10-14-08_1948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SPVohdhH27I/AAAAAAAAAGU/g1NJkWhbBmQ/s400/10-14-08_1948.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257223064093449138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SPVoyiYO5kI/AAAAAAAAAGc/9Yf7MtJ_GGU/s1600-h/10-14-08_1926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SPVoyiYO5kI/AAAAAAAAAGc/9Yf7MtJ_GGU/s400/10-14-08_1926.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257223357456115266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SPVpWNAUTnI/AAAAAAAAAGs/h0Ts279NHEE/s1600-h/10-14-08_1950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SPVpWNAUTnI/AAAAAAAAAGs/h0Ts279NHEE/s400/10-14-08_1950.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257223970193952370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SPVpeRpQaYI/AAAAAAAAAG0/hENl_OpEiLg/s1600-h/10-14-08_1841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SPVpeRpQaYI/AAAAAAAAAG0/hENl_OpEiLg/s400/10-14-08_1841.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257224108878358914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-5257446074794277178?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/5257446074794277178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=5257446074794277178' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/5257446074794277178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/5257446074794277178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2008/10/goof-off-pics.html' title='Goof off pics'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SPVohdhH27I/AAAAAAAAAGU/g1NJkWhbBmQ/s72-c/10-14-08_1948.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-2962020944797161891</id><published>2008-10-04T12:31:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T19:38:22.379-05:00</updated><title type='text'>40 is the NEW 30</title><content type='html'>Yes, today is my birthday....and I'm 40 (don't feel a bit different). Sad thing is that I am is school alllll dayyyyyy today and tomorrow which means NO DRINKING! Bummer huh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was once said....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A woman 40 years old knows herself well enough to be assured in who she is, what she is, what she wants and from whom. Few women 40 or older give a damn what you might think about her or what she is doing." Frank Kaiser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SOgMHzK_xnI/AAAAAAAAAF8/VqzuAmSbYRA/s1600-h/10-03-08_0737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SOgMHzK_xnI/AAAAAAAAAF8/VqzuAmSbYRA/s400/10-03-08_0737.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253462293462632050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all that have wished me happy bdays today! I'll be posting pics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-2962020944797161891?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/2962020944797161891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=2962020944797161891' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/2962020944797161891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/2962020944797161891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2008/10/40-is-new-30.html' title='40 is the NEW 30'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SOgMHzK_xnI/AAAAAAAAAF8/VqzuAmSbYRA/s72-c/10-03-08_0737.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-2388113438590907246</id><published>2008-09-29T21:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T21:48:49.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Great movie</title><content type='html'>I know this may sound very girly, but I rented the movie Sex and the City and it was GREAT! I have watched every episode on HBO and finally broke down and watched the movie. And of course, I cried. It ended in the best way that series could end. I highly recommend it to all who have followed Carrie's escapades.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-2388113438590907246?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/2388113438590907246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=2388113438590907246' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/2388113438590907246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/2388113438590907246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2008/09/great-movie.html' title='Great movie'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-2050874996296088286</id><published>2008-09-27T12:01:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T17:52:50.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Polishing up myself....</title><content type='html'>Got a new hairdo the other day. Getting ready for the real world of employment! Resume is almost completed, now I just have to get that "hire me cause i'm the shit" interview outfit. Shouldn't be to hard right? Right? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SN5oKGf4kKI/AAAAAAAAAF0/8NmKVLE4_nk/s1600-h/09-23-08_1939+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SN5oKGf4kKI/AAAAAAAAAF0/8NmKVLE4_nk/s400/09-23-08_1939+-+Copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250748738312900770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-2050874996296088286?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/2050874996296088286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=2050874996296088286' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/2050874996296088286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/2050874996296088286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2008/09/polishing-up-myself.html' title='Polishing up myself....'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SN5oKGf4kKI/AAAAAAAAAF0/8NmKVLE4_nk/s72-c/09-23-08_1939+-+Copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-7890561146313912632</id><published>2008-09-21T19:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T20:13:26.918-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And the job hunting begins</title><content type='html'>One of my classes this weekend was my business class where we are getting down to nitty gritty, yep, talking about getting a job. I'm a little freaked out. I haven't been to a job interview in 12 years. I know! And my resume...on a disk. I don't even own anything that can be worn to an interview. I'm a mommy, my clothes are pretty much jeans and Tshirts. Pretty scary huh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I graduate in 3 months and I have yet to know what I'm going to do and where. Man this is hard. I forgot how to be a working woman. Any suggestions are welcome on a really nice interview outfit, just one thing, I hate skirts. Also anyone that knows of some websites that have really great ideas on resume layouts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-7890561146313912632?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/7890561146313912632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=7890561146313912632' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/7890561146313912632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/7890561146313912632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-job-hunting-begins.html' title='And the job hunting begins'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-8299783722379435169</id><published>2008-09-19T11:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T11:48:24.157-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a thought...</title><content type='html'>"Do just once what others say you can't do, and you will never pay attention to their limitations again." &lt;em&gt;James R. Cook&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-8299783722379435169?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/8299783722379435169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=8299783722379435169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/8299783722379435169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/8299783722379435169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-thought.html' title='Just a thought...'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-914168762137994550</id><published>2008-09-17T06:38:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T12:49:09.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A "secret" movie</title><content type='html'>A few months ago, I was having a hard night in class. We were discussing affirmations of ourselves and how special each individual is. I have always had problems acknowledging myself in a positive way. And of course, I broke down in the middle of class. Our instructor for this class called for an early break and came over to chat with me for a bit. My instructor, Michelle is not only a massage therapist, but she is also a life coach and stated that she could tell that I put a good face on, but down deep she knew something was wrong. We all do it, and now it was my turn. I had reached my stressed out level and that night was my night to "pop". Michelle told me to go rent the movie "the secret" and watch it that night. So after class off I went to the local Movie Gallery and got it. And it was AMAZING. I cried through the entire movie, and watched it 5 times before I had to return it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, back to my original point. I was cleaning out the entertainment system drawer out and there was the movie. So I thought ok, lets watch this again. And again, it reminded me that I preach to friends about the law of attraction, and how their thoughts were creating some of the bad mojo going on, but so was I. It was no accident that I happen to be cleaning that drawer at that time. I have been off this path for quite sometime and never realized it. So for the past 3 days, I have put the "secret" back into my life and it has been a big "wow" moment. Now I know some people say that all the law of attraction is a bunch of who ha, but for me, it works and it works every time. Everything from things with friends, financial issues, even making a doctor appointment with a new doctor (got in to see her in one day instead of 30). Now the hardest thing, staying on this path that I know I'm supposed to go down. I'm keeping my head up. Today, I got up just to watch the sunrise and my one thought of gratefulness was.."thank god I'm alive".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-914168762137994550?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/914168762137994550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=914168762137994550' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/914168762137994550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/914168762137994550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2008/09/secret-movie.html' title='A &quot;secret&quot; movie'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-6838067215388493336</id><published>2008-09-13T08:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T08:23:07.851-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family visit</title><content type='html'>This past week my grandpa and my aunt (mother's sis) came for a visit. I haven't seen my aunt in 8 years so this was a great visit. I only got to visit with them a few times since I've got school, kids gymnastics, and blah blah blah. The entire family on my mom's side live in Spokane WA, so of course the question that came up all the time was "when are you moving up their to be with us?" Me and my hubby are not to interested in moving. The kids are in school and have made alot of friends and I don't want to do to them what was done to me and my brother every 4 years. I think that its very important that kids establish friendships early in childhood and have them grow such as they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I will be in clinic most of the day. I haven't been there in almost 3 weeks. But my favorite clinic supervisor will be there and the weather here is dark and rainy, and when weather is like this people love to come in and get massaged and they don't care how you do it, they just want to sleep. I love days like this! What's sad is that I'm a massage therapist and I haven't had a massage since May. Sad huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that all who reads this today has a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-6838067215388493336?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/6838067215388493336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=6838067215388493336' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/6838067215388493336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/6838067215388493336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2008/09/family-visit.html' title='Family visit'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-7414246463052543276</id><published>2008-09-10T09:58:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T15:23:53.485-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Action Figure!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SMfg7RTiWSI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4Ym1tHPPOS4/s1600-h/capt_cps_nnl97_090908061257_photo00_photo_default-436x512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SMfg7RTiWSI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4Ym1tHPPOS4/s400/capt_cps_nnl97_090908061257_photo00_photo_default-436x512.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244407599958481186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm running out today to get my daughter this new action figure. Mooseburger is sold separately&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-7414246463052543276?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/7414246463052543276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=7414246463052543276' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/7414246463052543276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/7414246463052543276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-action-figure.html' title='New Action Figure!'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SMfg7RTiWSI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4Ym1tHPPOS4/s72-c/capt_cps_nnl97_090908061257_photo00_photo_default-436x512.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-3151733678801423590</id><published>2008-09-09T22:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T22:38:38.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A quote of the day that I received</title><content type='html'>"You must be the change you wish to see in the world." &lt;em&gt;Mahatma Gandhi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-3151733678801423590?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/3151733678801423590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=3151733678801423590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/3151733678801423590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/3151733678801423590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2008/09/quote-of-day-that-i-received.html' title='A quote of the day that I received'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-4497450990980878447</id><published>2008-09-09T08:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T22:18:05.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="339" width="425" src="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/22425001/vp/26621202#26621202" frameborder="0" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This news clip really got to me. I knew that there were good people still out there. The thought that total strangers are coming together and helping out their fellow blogger is amazing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts and prayers go out to this family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-4497450990980878447?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/4497450990980878447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=4497450990980878447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/4497450990980878447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/4497450990980878447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2008/09/blogger-mom.html' title='Blogger Mom'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-6369901861657961396</id><published>2008-09-02T16:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T17:00:20.271-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Got the news...</title><content type='html'>I'm not pregnant.  I was told that I'm getting older.  Ya, that's what all women want to hear huh? This is going to be an interesting ride!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-6369901861657961396?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/6369901861657961396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=6369901861657961396' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/6369901861657961396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/6369901861657961396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2008/09/got-news.html' title='Got the news...'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-6875092967442640943</id><published>2008-09-01T18:51:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T20:05:28.959-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates.....</title><content type='html'>Thought I'd give a few updates on stuff I've wrote about. First....my car light has now been repaired and NOT by my Caddy dealership. And it didn't cost $1083.00 either. Found an auto salvage guy in Harrison AR that did a nation wide search for us and found a new headlamp assembly in NC. My hubby who is a walking brain (sadly he doesn't have a lick of common sense) took the front end off and replaced it. Although, he did come up with 3 extra pins...hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, Riley has been such a good boy since I wrote about him eating anything and everything. I was at my wits end when the manager at Pet Warehouse asked me the most obvious question, "how much do you walk him?" And I felt like an idiot. I watch the Dog Whisper every damn day and it never hit until that moment. Since then, I take him on a 5 mile walk everyday. I did catch him last night eating a huge grasshopper. To bad chocolate is bad for dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, the past few weeks, I've been emotional and stressed out and eating like a damn horse when I realized that there is a good chance I could be pregnant. Now all I can think is, oh my god! I'll be 40 next month, I have 3 kids (hubby included), a dog, school. What the hell am I going to do? I'm not supposed to have kids, the tubal took care of that 5 years ago. And then I think, crap, I could be premenopausal. Why does life get this way for women at this age? Where did I put that helmet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-6875092967442640943?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/6875092967442640943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=6875092967442640943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/6875092967442640943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/6875092967442640943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2008/09/updates.html' title='Updates.....'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-8257050946133746904</id><published>2008-08-26T22:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T22:30:07.957-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nature's Favorite "F" word</title><content type='html'>Hey, if the animals can say it, so can I right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kcnVzjakBQA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kcnVzjakBQA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-8257050946133746904?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/8257050946133746904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=8257050946133746904' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/8257050946133746904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/8257050946133746904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2008/08/natures-favorite-f-word.html' title='Nature&apos;s Favorite &quot;F&quot; word'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-3089343464363053854</id><published>2008-08-22T11:19:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T19:08:37.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pity party, invitation for one</title><content type='html'>Have you ever had one of those days where you think why in the hell do I need to get out of bed? Or better yet what the hell am I doing? The past few days I've been having a pity party. This past week, school has kicked my ass with having precision neuromusclar therapy seminars on the back and legs. Then getting tested at the end the week with a hands on test where we have to name muscles, their attachments and actions. And just when I think I'm doing really good and I'm getting confident, I freeze during the test and my brain does a complete shut down. So bad mind you that the instructor states that we need to stop, I need to go back and review and we'll test later. He also shared with me that I was the only one in my class that blurred out "fuck" not once, or twice but 5 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look around the school thats filled with students that haven't made it to the 30 year mark. They're laughing and bullshitting through their test not sweating and cursing like a sailor like I am. And that's where the question of what the hell are you doing comes in. What am I doing? Why do I feel so overhelmed? Why do I feel like I'm taking this way to seriously?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-3089343464363053854?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/3089343464363053854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=3089343464363053854' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/3089343464363053854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/3089343464363053854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2008/08/pitty-party-invitation-for-one.html' title='Pity party, invitation for one'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-5943906062656376170</id><published>2008-08-17T18:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T18:39:26.215-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He just amazes me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SKi0JeXcAjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/K5xMuoA-OQI/s1600-h/phelps-lk0813d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SKi0JeXcAjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/K5xMuoA-OQI/s320/phelps-lk0813d.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235632641681392178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything that this kid can't do? I watch him swim in total amazement. Honestly, I'm a tad jealous. But I guess if I was 22 years younger, no hubby, no children, and totally dedeciated, I too could be an Olympic swimmer. NOT! I can barely keep up with my daily walks with Riley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can see in his momma's eyes how proud she is of the accomplishments her son has done. You go boy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-5943906062656376170?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/5943906062656376170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=5943906062656376170' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/5943906062656376170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/5943906062656376170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2008/08/he-just-amazes-me.html' title='He just amazes me!'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SKi0JeXcAjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/K5xMuoA-OQI/s72-c/phelps-lk0813d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-8776234865642641809</id><published>2008-08-15T11:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T11:43:16.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That's my boy!</title><content type='html'>The school counselor called me this morning, which in itself scared me to death, telling me she had to share a funny story about my son. So my first thought was oh my god, what has he done? It was the last half of the day when she walked by the library to find my son, on his first day of kindergarten, asleep on the floor. Yep! My son crashed in the middle of the school library floor. Priceless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SKWrLBjHuxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/O4T_E4QFDBs/s1600-h/ATT164366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SKWrLBjHuxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/O4T_E4QFDBs/s320/ATT164366.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234778347770723090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-8776234865642641809?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/8776234865642641809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=8776234865642641809' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/8776234865642641809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/8776234865642641809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2008/08/thats-my-boy.html' title='That&apos;s my boy!'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SKWrLBjHuxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/O4T_E4QFDBs/s72-c/ATT164366.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-6968357911784455170</id><published>2008-08-14T10:50:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T14:21:14.859-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of school!!</title><content type='html'>Today was my kids first of of school. My daughter is now in the 3rd grade and my son is now in kindergarten. My son told me today that he's a big boy now. Surprisingly enough, I didn't cry. Here are some pictures of their morning. My son is a ham isn't he. Wonder where he get's it from??? Hey bro, you know where he gets it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SKSDJBumH4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/UQBBihRCSlQ/s1600-h/08-14-08_0831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SKSDJBumH4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/UQBBihRCSlQ/s320/08-14-08_0831.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234452858017292162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SKRVGZy1pTI/AAAAAAAAADc/ZhGuI9b9fTg/s1600-h/08-14-08_0744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234402235403052338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SKRVGZy1pTI/AAAAAAAAADc/ZhGuI9b9fTg/s320/08-14-08_0744.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SKSB25ILIFI/AAAAAAAAAD0/nq9qYo79RhI/s1600-h/08-14-08_0831.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter is so embarrassed with mom hanging out in the classroom! But that's what we're supposed to do on their first day school...right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SKSEjOAx_EI/AAAAAAAAAEU/LciFZzaJE0c/s1600-h/08-14-08_0836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SKSEjOAx_EI/AAAAAAAAAEU/LciFZzaJE0c/s320/08-14-08_0836.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234454407503019074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we got them off to class, I looked at my hubby and asked what do we do now? Of course he said sex, but I had better idea. We went out for breakfast. Sad to say that the house is very quite now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-6968357911784455170?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/6968357911784455170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=6968357911784455170' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/6968357911784455170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/6968357911784455170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First day of school!!'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SKSDJBumH4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/UQBBihRCSlQ/s72-c/08-14-08_0831.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-7383424097832600631</id><published>2008-08-13T07:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T08:11:33.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My babies are leaving the nest</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tomorrow school starts, and even though I have been through this first day of school routine before with my daughter, this will be my first time with my son.  Yep...kindergarten.  We got him his adult size backpack and all his supplies for kindergarten.  And he will be ridding the school bus with his sissy (I'm keeping my fingers crossed that they won't fight like they do in the car).  And of course, we do the usual parent thing were we follow the bus to school to get the first shot when they get off the bus and follow them to their classroom. I'll never forget my daughter's first day of kindergarten, we followed the bus to school to get that "I'm growing up" picture and she looked at my husband and I and said "what are you doing here? This school is not for parents?" And you guessed it I bawled like a big ol' baby. But I wasn't the only mom with watery eyes that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So I'm wondering how tomorrow will go.  My son is much more attached to me that my daughter was.  But I'm keeping positive thoughts.  He loved preschool, so this should be a walk in the park.  But after we do all the ceremonial stuff tomorrow, what do I do with my time.  I'm not used to being alone. My hubby took half the day off and I asked him this morning what do we do?  He laughed and said "I'm going back to bed!"  I do have 4 research papers due for school that I haven't even started yet. Guess I know what I'll be doing huh???  I'll post tomorrow with pictures of our big day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-7383424097832600631?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/7383424097832600631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=7383424097832600631' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/7383424097832600631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/7383424097832600631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-babies-are-leaving-nest.html' title='My babies are leaving the nest'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-2303776935081831819</id><published>2008-08-08T07:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T08:08:40.838-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The loss of a good friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This morning I found out that a good friend of my family's had passed away. His name was Darrel. He and my dad go to dialysis together three days a week. I would pick them up and take them home two of those days (Darrel lived 5 houses down from me). The news comes as a big shock. His heart just gave out. Just when you think that he was doing so good, and he was always in good spirits, you wake up and find out hes gone. Darrel and I always talked about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nascar&lt;/span&gt;. He was as much as a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nascar&lt;/span&gt; freak than I am. He would always remind me when the race was for that weekend, then we would pick the race apart the next week. My heart goes out to his wife Nancy and to their children. I will miss him dearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-2303776935081831819?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/2303776935081831819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=2303776935081831819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/2303776935081831819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/2303776935081831819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2008/08/loss-of-good-friend.html' title='The loss of a good friend'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-5980765714860908213</id><published>2008-08-07T11:20:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T13:28:17.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look what I killed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SJshkQq400I/AAAAAAAAADU/ahMaz6Tg_xQ/s1600-h/08-07-08_1026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231812298954822466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SJshkQq400I/AAAAAAAAADU/ahMaz6Tg_xQ/s320/08-07-08_1026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My daughter came running to me saying "mom, Riley has something in his mouth." And me being so smart told her it was probably his raw hide that I gave him this morning. But she kept on insisting I look. To my amazement it wasn't his raw hide. What a freakin' rat!!! This sucker had a 4 inch tail. He was flipping it up in the air, running around the yard with it in his mouth. At least he didn't roll on it.  Anyone have a pet snake that hasn't had lunch??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good dog!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-5980765714860908213?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/5980765714860908213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=5980765714860908213' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/5980765714860908213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/5980765714860908213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2008/08/look-what-i-killed.html' title='Look what I killed...'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SJshkQq400I/AAAAAAAAADU/ahMaz6Tg_xQ/s72-c/08-07-08_1026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-1423666043609538049</id><published>2008-08-05T09:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T10:01:38.619-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some people just amaze me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As you all know I go to school for massage therapy. And the cost of this school is $22,000 for 12 months. So you would think that if you are spending this kind of money, you would pour your heart and soul into it and learn all you can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;There are only 5 of us in my class, and we have grown very close. We all know what's going on in each others lives whether it's good or bad. But two of my classmates have just gone downhill in the last couple of months. They never show up for class (and this is not regular college, we have to log in 900 hours. If we miss hours, you have to make them up), they are always in a bad mood, they spend all of class time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;texting&lt;/span&gt;, or bringing their laptops in and playing on their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; page. When it comes to practice time, they just lay on the massage tables and go to sleep. Now the rest of us don't want them even touching us when we have to practice cause their massage sucks! You can feel their bad energy when they walk into the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I have bit my lip on more than one occasion. I know that we all have shit that we go through with in our personal lives, but I was always told that you leave your personal issues at the door whether it's work or school. Their actions in the classroom are getting very distracting, so my question is, do I stop biting my lip and let them know exactly how I feel about their behavior? I'm paying damn good money for this education and their interfering with it. Or should I take the issues to the instructors and director of the school and let them handle it. I know it's their money that they are throwing down the toilet, but I feel like if you really don't want to learn and you'd rather be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;texting&lt;/span&gt;, then don't even show up. Am I a tad bitchy on this?? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Unbelievable&lt;/span&gt;!  One just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;texted&lt;/span&gt; me to see if I could work their clinic hours tomorrow night.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Arrrhhhh&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-1423666043609538049?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/1423666043609538049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=1423666043609538049' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/1423666043609538049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/1423666043609538049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2008/08/some-people-just-amaze-me.html' title='Some people just amaze me!'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-2783542762870870806</id><published>2008-08-02T18:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T21:10:07.018-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just wanted to say thanks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can't tell you enough what a great experience blogging has been for me. I tend to keep my emotions and thoughts bottled up. Not good huh? But that's how my bro and I were raised. My business instructor told us that journaling or blogging was a great outlet. So finally I got enough guts to ask my brother how to get started. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have told my fellow classmates what a great group of people have come and visited my blog and made great comments on my crazy situations and feelings that I'm going threw at the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This weekend is my 20 hour school weekend. I have this schedule every other weekend until December, that's when I graduate. When I get home at 10:30 at night, I looked forward to hopping on my blog and reading any comments you gave, and visiting my fellow bloggers pages. You guys are a great bunch of people, and I can't wait until I get to know you all better in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-2783542762870870806?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/2783542762870870806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=2783542762870870806' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/2783542762870870806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/2783542762870870806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-wanted-to-say-thanks.html' title='Just wanted to say thanks...'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-2601782699790197442</id><published>2008-07-31T22:25:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T09:24:27.221-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone meet Riley....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SJKCKuBs4LI/AAAAAAAAADM/gqtpRZZV5sQ/s1600-h/Riley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229385237996036274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SJKCKuBs4LI/AAAAAAAAADM/gqtpRZZV5sQ/s320/Riley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I or should I say, my son and I, decided back in May that we needed to get another dog. I have a min pin that &lt;/span&gt;has been with me for 16 years. Yes, 16 years! This dog refuses to let go and live in doggy heaven where she would be so much more happy and agile and can see and hear. So when my son and I got to the local humane society we found Riley (his name at the kennel was "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yeller&lt;/span&gt;". Original huh?) We brought him home and he was going to be an indoor dog. I've never had a dog that weighed more than 15 pounds, so I had no idea what I was getting into. The humane society said he was potty trained. NOT! This dog pisses as much as I do. I decided that he would be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; better as an outdoor door dog and I wouldn't have so much laundry to do because of all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt;' piss towels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riley is such a mild mannered dog. He loves my kids, he loves other dogs. He's just a big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;o'l&lt;/span&gt; goof that doesn't know that he weighs 80 pounds. But there just one dilemma, he will not quit eating my landscaping in the back yard. Just today he ate the garden hose. He has toys and a thing called a "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;kong&lt;/span&gt;" that you stuff and they are supposed to be busy with it for hours. Oh no, not this dog, 10 minutes tops. Please tell me that there is some magic recipe of cayenne pepper mixed with bean juice or something that I can spray all over my backyard to get him to leave my landscaping alone. My neighbors think I'm probably some weirdo cause I talk to him like he's my five year old. I yell out "do you want me to take you're walks away from you?". Like he will cross his front paws, roll his eyes and say no. Please someone tell me you have the magic recipe before he starts eating something vital, like my air conditioner unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;UPDATE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I have found a product that works really well on the chewing issue.  It's called Bitter Barrier.  You can find it at walmart in the doggie department.  It's made of tea tree oil and it leaves a bitter taste in the mouth.  Trust me I used it on myself cause it states that its safe around children and pets and it will not sting. We are 5 days of no chewing on plants and garden hose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-2601782699790197442?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/2601782699790197442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=2601782699790197442' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/2601782699790197442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/2601782699790197442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2008/07/everyone-met-riley.html' title='Everyone meet Riley....'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SJKCKuBs4LI/AAAAAAAAADM/gqtpRZZV5sQ/s72-c/Riley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-4560375015874805690</id><published>2008-07-30T15:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T16:01:01.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"My headlamp costs how much? What the frig?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SJDM8rR7IcI/AAAAAAAAACs/2ljAtR1ZiUY/s1600-h/07-30-08_1515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228904510159266242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SJDM8rR7IcI/AAAAAAAAACs/2ljAtR1ZiUY/s320/07-30-08_1515.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Recently, I discovered that my right front headlight had a big ol' crack in it. Damn rocks! So I called the local AutoZone and asked if they had replacements and of course they said no, I'd have to go to the dealership. So I took my happy butt to my Caddy dealership to get the light fixed. The guy said he would check to make sure they had a replacement and that he did. BUT then he stated "you might want to call your insurance to see if they will cover the cost of your light. We have a replacement but it cost $1083.00" I shit you not! Now, being out in public I really try to watch my mouth but the F word came flying out. And it's get better, the labor is extra!!! Needless to say that my cracked highlight has not been replaced. What the hell were Cadillac engineers thinking when they made this car? I have a feeling....they were laughing all the way to the bank. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-4560375015874805690?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/4560375015874805690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=4560375015874805690' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/4560375015874805690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/4560375015874805690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-headlamp-costs-how-much-what-frig.html' title='&quot;My headlamp costs how much? What the frig?&quot;'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SJDM8rR7IcI/AAAAAAAAACs/2ljAtR1ZiUY/s72-c/07-30-08_1515.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-2107143535728584284</id><published>2008-07-29T15:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T16:39:16.528-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The car I'm jonesin' for...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SI961ygtHGI/AAAAAAAAACk/SJJjXbehU7A/s1600-h/_0007_rally_yellow%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228532756911037538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="110" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SI961ygtHGI/AAAAAAAAACk/SJJjXbehU7A/s320/_0007_rally_yellow%5B1%5D.jpg" width="241" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes, I sooo much want the 2010 Chevy Camaro.  This is my dream car.  I have wanted this car for a couple of years now.  I wouldn't settle for any other color but yellow. Well....maybe orange. My daughter asked me if this car seats 4. And for a split second, I wanted to say no, but I smiled at her and said  "sure it does! Wouldn't you like to go for ride in this pretty car?"  And to my amusement, she asked "how much does this car cost?"  Then reality slapped me in the face. I guess that's why they call it a dream.  When did kids get so damn smart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-2107143535728584284?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/2107143535728584284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=2107143535728584284' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/2107143535728584284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/2107143535728584284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2008/07/car-im-jonesin-for.html' title='The car I&apos;m jonesin&apos; for...'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SI961ygtHGI/AAAAAAAAACk/SJJjXbehU7A/s72-c/_0007_rally_yellow%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-6290063649295390234</id><published>2008-07-28T12:11:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T13:39:25.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tony Stewart loses his cool?? No way!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SI4SQG3lHWI/AAAAAAAAACc/LoAiexcv0FQ/s1600-h/07-28-08_1332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228136285354663266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SI4SQG3lHWI/AAAAAAAAACc/LoAiexcv0FQ/s320/07-28-08_1332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;As you all may know I'm a big Tony Stewart fan. So big that on the back glass window of my 04 Caddy I proudly sport the number 20 Home Depot car. Anyway......this last Thursday during a USAC race, Tony got mad at officials who would not let Tracey Hines,the driver of his car, back on the track after an accident. Tony yanked off one officials headset, and shoved another official. Now granted, he should let the officials do their job, but you have to admit, Tony brings attention to the sport. Now he will probably get fined from officials at USAC, but this will not affect Nascar. Tony has been trying to clean up his image and not be Nascar's Bad Boy, but I love it. He is a great driver, unlike some rich kids that got into Nascar by their daddy's name or by the seat of their pants. This sport some years back were full of "Tony's" (ie...Dale Earnhart). I say you go boy! And next year I will proudly display your new number on the back of my Caddy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-6290063649295390234?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/6290063649295390234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=6290063649295390234' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/6290063649295390234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/6290063649295390234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2008/07/tony-stewart-loses-his-cool-no-way.html' title='Tony Stewart loses his cool?? No way!'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SI4SQG3lHWI/AAAAAAAAACc/LoAiexcv0FQ/s72-c/07-28-08_1332.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-8972242233110037656</id><published>2008-07-27T10:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T14:43:22.189-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My kids are driving me nuts!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I am the proud parent of two of the most adorable children. My kids are under the age of 10 and the cutest kids I know. They got their looks from me. Humble aren't I? I am a stay at home mom by day and full time student by night. I wake up every morning stating that it's going to be a great day! But by the end of the day, i look like one of the hairless Chihuahua's that sit and shake. I think to myself if I hear one more "mom" or "momma" I swear I'm going to shoot myself. Almost everyday I lock myself in the bathroom with my IPod for 10 to 15 minutes just so that I can have some peace and quite. I tell my children that mommy is having a time out. Now some of you probably think I'm being a tad dramatic and maybe so, but I have counted how many "mom" and "momma's" i got just from one of my kids in a 10 hour time frame. 408 times. And remember this is from ONE child. I actually look forward to going to school where I can sit among adults and have adult conversations. If I hear Spongebob's laugh or hear "who lives in a pineapple under the sea" one more time, I will eat an entire bottle of Prozac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I know that there are other mom and dad's out there that feel the same way and share in this experience. Is it wrong to be looking forward for school to start? Am I a bad mom for locking myself in the bathroom jamming to Thee Days Grace for a moment of serenity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-8972242233110037656?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/8972242233110037656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=8972242233110037656' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/8972242233110037656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/8972242233110037656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-kids-are-driving-me-nuts.html' title='My kids are driving me nuts!!'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-1884538070626207018</id><published>2008-07-26T18:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T20:15:50.392-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kudos to my bro</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just a quick hats off to my brother who introduced me to the world of blogging. If it wasn't for him, I couldn't get my cell phone turned on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I promise little bro, I'll make you proud!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-1884538070626207018?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/1884538070626207018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=1884538070626207018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/1884538070626207018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/1884538070626207018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2008/07/kudos-to-my-bro.html' title='Kudos to my bro'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3802841536565551200.post-5179836935107915033</id><published>2008-07-26T09:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T18:19:59.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The day tripping begins...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today I begin on my first trip of blogging. I'm 39 years old and I just got techno &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;savy&lt;/span&gt;. I've started this blog for a place for fellow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt; to vent out their day. Example...I'm a massage therapist student (awesome huh?) and last week in my clinic I had my first muffin. Muffin you may ask? And yes, it might be just what you were thinking....a fart in the face. Now this is not like being in a elevator and someone farts, we are talking face to butt fart. And it wasn't just one fart, oh no I couldn't be that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt;' lucky. We are talking throughout the entire one hour massage! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Alright now fellow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt;, it's your turn. Tell me about your day tripping.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Good or bad, it doesn't matter. Have some fun, or better yet...."make my day".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Here's some info about me. As I said I'm 39 years old. I'm going back to school to start a new career in the world of massage therapy. I'm a sassy red head with lots of attitude. I'm totally addicted to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nascar&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hence&lt;/span&gt; the Tony Stewart picture, and yes Tony is "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; man" . I recently went skydiving and loved it! So much that I'm going back soon to do a solo. I love to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;offroad&lt;/span&gt;. In fact my brother, who has an awesome blog spot &lt;a href="http://complaintdepartmentmanager.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;complaintdepartmentmanager&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; check it out, we've been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;offroading&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Moab&lt;/span&gt;, UT many times, and I think he might be an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;offroading&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;junky&lt;/span&gt; as well. To sum it up, I love to get the blood pumping. Any fellow adrenaline junkies out there??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So hop on my blogging couch and tell me about your day....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3802841536565551200-5179836935107915033?l=srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/feeds/5179836935107915033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3802841536565551200&amp;postID=5179836935107915033' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/5179836935107915033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3802841536565551200/posts/default/5179836935107915033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srxgirl-thedaytripper.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-tripping-begins.html' title='The day tripping begins...'/><author><name>The day tripper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058483878334155935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AM6O7WPZSIM/SjWolSXTptI/AAAAAAAAAJM/USv56fjlRS0/S220/IMG00378.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry></feed>
